Golden Autumn Day (Van Morrison)

Well I heard the bells ringing, I was thinking about winning In this God forsaken place When my confidence was well, then I tripped and I felt Right flat on my face Now I'm standing erect, and I feel like coming back And the sun is shining gold Put a smile on my face, get back in the human race And get on with the show And I'm taking in the Indian Summer And I'm soaking it up in my mind And I'm pretending that it's paradise On a golden autumn day, on a golden autumn day On a golden autumn day, an a golden autumn day In the wee midnight hour I was parking my car In this dimly lit town, I was attacked by two thugs, who took me for a mug And shoved me down on the ground And they pulled out a knife, and I fought my way up As they scarpered from the scene Well this is no New York street, and there's no Bobby on the beat And things ain't just what they seem And I'm taking in the Indian Summer And I'm soaking it up in my mind And I'm pretending that it's paradise On a golden autumn day, on a golden autumn day On a golden autumn day, an a golden autumn day Who would think this could happen in a city like this Among Blake's green and pleasant hills, And we must remember as we go through September Among these dark satanic mills If there's such a thing as justice I could take them out and flog them In the nearest green field And it might be a lesson to the bleeders of the system In this whole society And I'm taking in the Indian Summer And I'm soaking it up in my mind And I'm pretending like it's paradise On a golden autumn day, on a golden autumn day On a golden autumn day, on a golden autumn day, golden autumn day ...